The wealthiest and most civilised region within Jordenheim. Denmark embraced Kinshine as its religion when King Harald the Bluetooth, converted in the late 900’s, soon uniting his entire land in the religion. He opened prosperous trade routes in ideal locations and squeezed resources out of the prevalent Iron Mines in the North - having the country prosper on the spoils.

Once taking on the Kinshrinity as its savour, Harald was able to also bring outside influences from the Romani, such as reading and writing, arithmetic, and theatre, to his people, making it also stand as the most modern and educated of Jordenheim. With modernisation comes a fervent desire to spread influence across regions, which is something Danmark has successfully done with Southern Norge and Sverige - although the Northern regions and Suomi remain resistant to their spread.

Even though there is relative peace across the lands, minor unrest still brew in certain regions; the poor and unwanted stationed across the central trade routes can be troublesome, as are the Bog Tribes who rule the Iron Bogs with dark magic (the only remnants of the old ways in Danmark). Still, if things brew too strong, Danmark’s effective Kinshine Guard is known to snuff out problems with a fierce rule across the land.

A region ideally placed between Europa and Jordenheim, Danmark was destined to become a thriving staging point for the conflict of religion, culture, wealth and influence between the two areas. Absorbing their role as the go-between for the regions, Danmark adapted to economic prosperity and cultural diversity that came with their role as metaphorical bridge builders between Jordenheim and the rest of the world.

The Regions of Danmark



South of Sweden and out into the sea, the Island of Bornholm rests in isolated peace, wild and overgrown with dense forest and high cliffs. What remains on the accessible point of its coastline is a large town that’s been utterly deserted and run down by wind and sea water into a corpse of stone and rotten wood. Sailors who pass it by will tell stories of a King who was gifted with visions from the gods. Foreseeing the change of the times he fled to a place that he would make a paradise for the Vikings, and when they had established enough strength he would go back to mainland Denmark and claim what was his. Now his story is nothing but a legend. The island is but a wild and mysterious place for sailors and fishermen to make fables of, but when the harbour-side taverns are full you can always guarantee that someone has a story of the place – of weird men with birdlike features, or giants who guard the shore, or wild-men cursed by god to live as both man and beast in unison… Though it might just be the ale talking.

Nykoping Mors - The Iron Bogs

Situated in the Upper West of Danmark sits the vast landscapes of the Bogs; dark green and waterlogged. It remains cut off and untouched, despite the spreading affluence of religion and civilisation elsewhere. Regardless, for the Denish Royalty, it remains one of the most vital points of the country, as it holds the vast resources of Iron; the major profit puller for the countries wealth.

Nary a creature lives within those confines asides from the Bog Tribes - backwards and stubborn folk that still practice the Dark Arts - who hold a monopoly on the area. It has lead to a disgruntled truce between them and the King, one that has functioned regardless.




Zealand is Danmark’s fertile breadbasket for agriculture nestled in the natural beauty of rolling hills and dense areas of forest. Zealand marks the success of the Kinshine indoctrination of the region, marked by a great central road built by the first Danish Kin who marched from the city of Aros across Danmark to the eastern shore where the intimidating walls of the Zealfort now stand. Though its past is one of conflict and bloodshed, that central road now boasts an impressive trade portfolio across the region: from fish, livestock and grain, to iron, lumber and precious stones. Yet if one strays from that central road, the prosperity of Zealand gives way to a forgotten many who live in the shadow of their betters, growing conceited and resentful in the poverty of the wilderness.